Dark Spooky Nights Alone

Did you ever have those moments when you just really didn't want to be alone— Where you lay in bed and your heart kept racing... You couldn't close your eyes because you didn't trust the shadows? You kept seeing visions of scary things just behing the door, just waiting for you to let your gaurd down before they jump out at you... Like they do in all the movies, it's always the moment you think you're safe that they get you... You want to hide under your covers, but it's too hot... You can't lie on your back, It's too uncomfortable, you can't lay on your side because that lieves your other side exposed... There's absolutely no laying on your stomach, because your whole back is exposed... And I personally have a very weird fear of being strangled, I can't leave my neck exposed... I could never cut my hair short, I'd have to wear a turtle neck or a scarf all the time, it's even worse on nights like these when you have to pull the covers up to your chin, even though it's so damn hot...

Say good bye to sleep, I guess this is going to be one of the all night internet affairs...

I've had those moments, last night was one of them...I had too much on my mind. But I don't fear being attacked usually. There've been a few times where I've gotten up in the middle of the night with a letter opener, ready to stab some imagined intruder I thought I heard. I sleep with a sort of club thing near my bed just in case.

There's a theory that the things you fear, are what killed you in past lives...Sylvia Browne talks about such things. I've come to the conclusion that, if she's right, I was bitten by a spider while standing on the edge of a cliff from which I leaped while trying to fly and fell into the ocean and drowned. That scenario encompasses all my fears.

OOOfff... If that theory's correct, then I either died by turning right when someone shouted "turn left quick!!!", or someone strangled me in my own house... It's weird, because your house is probably the one place where you're supposed to be safe and at home, and with me it would probably be the place that kills me...

For no reason really, I have to say that yours is a very complicated death... It reminds me of when I heard on the news about this guy who wanted to kill himself, so he took poison, tied a rope around his neck, bought a gun, and lept of a cliff... He meant to shoot himself in the head, but he missed, shot the rope, and dropped into the cold water, causing him to throw up the poison... Then he was rescued by a fisherman... However, the ironic thing is he died of hypothermia in the hospital a few days later...

Did you ever have those images of your own doom, like you could be crossing the street and just realize how easy it would be to be run over, or be going down the stairs and just see your self falling down and breaking your neck? Maybe that's just me, I don't know...

I'M SO TIRED!!! OH WELL, ONLY SIX MORE HOURS TILL DAWN...

Wait, I ment four... the clock on dxp is an hour behind... I'm not even bothering to account for the other hour...

Two things...

One: Morgan, for women, one's home is the most dangerous place to be, so to say. There are more female deaths in the home then all other deaths for women combined. Also, in half the cases, it is by someone the person knows. So first, a woman isn't safe in their own house and sencond, she isn't even safe around those she knows.

Two: Pheonix, If that's true about the fear of death, then I must have died by being burnt alive- my one big fear. Either that or I got the fear from a fire related accident involving my brother and his friend when I was little- maybe I'm scarred (i wouldn't be surprised). After that, I'm afraid of suffication/drowning under great depths of water. No submarines for me.

Two things...

One: Morgan, for women, one's home is the most dangerous place to be, so to say. There are more female deaths in the home then all other deaths for women combined. Also, in half the cases, it is by someone the person knows. So first, a woman isn't safe in their own house and sencond, she isn't even safe around those she knows.

Two: Pheonix, If that's true about the fear of death, then I must have died by being burnt alive- my one big fear. Either that or I got the fear from a fire related accident involving my brother and his friend when I was little- maybe I'm scarred (i wouldn't be surprised). After that, I'm afraid of suffication/drowning under great depths of water. No submarines for me.

Oh and I have lots of images of my own doom. Usually falling down the stairs and breaking my neck or even getting run over by a car.

Interesting...I have images of myself dying in plane crashes, drowning (same deal as with you--I fear great depths of water, suffocation, that kind of thing), and falling from heights. I can't even watch people on tv skydiving or rock climbing or deep sea diving without my heart racing...it's pretty funny actually. When I'm in the car with my boyfriend and he's driving, I get images of dying in a firey inferno caused by him crashing his car into something. Of course, that could be post traumatic stress syndrome since he actually *did* drive us off a cliff once. lol. That sucks about your fire accident thing 😢 Sorry to hear that.

My biggest irrational fear is of things piercing my face - like those spikes you stick bills and receipts onto. Slipping and falling on something pointy (hey maybe that's why i'm gay!) or a car accident where the steering column plunges through my skull. Maybe I had a bayonet accident in a previous life.

Morgan, I understand the fear of being attacked while sleeping - i used to string jangly beads and bells and wind chimes on all my doors and windows so that i could be alerted to anyone climbing in. I never got to the knife under my pillow stage - was afraid i'd sleepwalk and murder my family.

Bells... Hmm I haven't thought of that... My house is so creaky that I could hear anyone coming, unfortunately, it creaks when noone is coming as well, which helps to freak me out... I'm also afraid of ghosts, maybe it's too many scary movies or too many of my parents' stories or what not, but I really do believe in evil spirits and am very frightened by what I can't see (I hope I'm not coming off as crazy)... Hmmm... Speaking of crazy, I'm afraid of going crazy as well, I had these dreams where I went crazy, and it was rather scary... HHHMMM... Maybe it's because I think too much about these circumstances... I'm just writing in my head, but I wind up freaking myself out...

Oh you guys are so funny! It's an interesting concept that our fears are how we died in our past lives. I fear being trapped and suffocating. Sometimes i think i was a Jew and died in the holocaust, in one of the ovens. I'm not kidding, that's honestly how i feel. It's funny though, im not really afraid of the dark. When i was younger, i used to be afraid of spirits and ghosts. I was also afraid of the Darleks from Dr. Who. When i first moved out of home, i used to sleep with weapons near my bed because my lovely sister was always at her boyfriends place and we lived in an industrial area, the only house on the street. I'm so glad she cared so much.

These days i love the dark. I know it sounds funny but i embrace it. In my old flat, i used to have to walk down a pitch black hallway to get to my front door (this was at night, I couldn't even see a foot in front of me). I used to get scared that there would be someone waiting at the door, but after a while i actually embraced it and would almost dear there to be someone there.

These days i live in a third story apartment so i don't fear that there would be someone there. I more fear that i am alone. I wake up in the middle of the night and feel so alone in this big Universe of ours but a friend of mine has said to tell myself that i am not alone, that to practice affirmations is a positive thing.

I s'pose now my fear would be that i am alone and not so much of the dark but knowing me, i will learn to embrace that too!

There's nothing i love more than walking around the streets at night, when it's dark. I know it's dangerous but i love it. I don't do it that often, but i used to do it when i lived in a really rough area, but i always knew there'd be people around. Strange thing. I'd love to walk through the bronx on my own, this has been a dream of mine for years. Is that crazy?

Morgan, i know how it feels to have insomnia when it's hot!

Cortica, lol, have you seen 'Hellraiser'? Now, THAT is a feaky movie!

That was meant to be "dare there to be someone there"!

Vampires! Used to have a HUMUNGOUS fear of vampires. Apart from
that, I have no fear of the dark. I love walking through cemetaries
at night!

I'm not really afraid of the dark, I like walking in the dark, and I can see pretty well in the dark as well... My fear is more of a "what's behind that closed door"... I swear one day I will open a door all unsuspecting and a dead body will fall out or something, I don't know. What I hate is suspence and problems I can't see coming, I'm more of a face my fears and just get it over with person... I'd open the door to my own doom just because I couldn't stand stairing at it any longer and wondering what was on the other side...

I wouldn't open the door to my own doom if i knew my own doom was on the other side!

Curiosity kills the cat... Here's the thing, I either die because of what's on the other side of the door, or I don't open the door and the curiosity kills me anyway.

morgans the chick in the horror movie that gets it because she had to investigate the basement.lol

climb out the window, morgan.

LOL, did you ever have those dreams that something was invading your house so you had to climb out through the window (in my house, if I can climb out my bedroom window onto the roof above the kitchen then climb down really easy fro there)? And then I usually try to run away through the woods, but that never works, because what ever it is follows me... And no matter which way I turn, I always wind out back at my house... So I wind up climbing back onto the roof, as high as I can go, and when I'm cornered, I usually just wind up taking a running leap off my roof...

Then I turn into a bird and fly far far away from that wich hunts me.

no, i can't say i've had that one. 😉

but, i've had ones where i'm being chased and trying to scream but no sound comes out...and i wake up right before i'm captured

I know that one, and then there's the one where you're trying to run but You're legs won't move fast enough and you can't make your feet touch the ground... And you wake up just before they get to you...

yep, the "oh butter, where's the ground" dream.

like my articulate description? lol

Very good phoenix, you've described it perfectly!!! 😛

But what I really like is when I lose my temper in my dreams, that's so much fun... Just give me an axe, and the bad guy goes DOWN!!!

well as long as u bring an axe to the basement, u might make it.

oh I will, worry not, I'm a VERY prepared person... (the up side to being paranoid)

good, i cant be your friend if your gonna die twenty minutes into the movie

🙂

I will survive!!! 😛
hehehe... And anyway, I'm the star of my movie, and you don't kill off the star in the first twenty minutes, unless you're Hitchchicken in Psycho... Hhhmmm...

hitchchicken...lol

of course, what was i thinking?

I'll just stay away from scary motels and weird guys that work in them...

lol

oops, my bad...

a hitchhiking hitchicken

it's dxp's filter. you're perfect, don't worry

I honestly didn't mean to write that...

GRRR... MY BRAIN PLAYS TRICKS ON ME!!!

Oh, because I was starting to worry I was the psycho...